Friday, October 24, 2008

Talking to myself

I built myself a pillow fort
and found him there inside
eager to depart this place
where I had come to hide

“What ho, brave knight!? Do you bring news
of fierce and fiendish foe?
Come! Let us off from Camelot
to wage a worthy war!”

“There is no war, you stupid kid
now please just let me be
within the safety of these walls
for just one final day.”

“I see” said he “then let me ask,
what danger do you flee?
That two great swords of Camelot
can not go put to rest?

I bowed my head, said “Fatherhood”
He laughed (I knew he would)
“Alright” he said “You've got me there
my court is yours today.”

“It's big” I sighed “I know” reply
we both exchanged a grin
“You know this means another knight”
“To fill our halls within”

1 comment:

Syrma said...

I don't know why I've never commented on this before. Every time I come to your blog, I find myself reading it. I can't even name just what I love about this poem, but I love it just the same.